his spring breeze

Chapter 314 He chose to sacrifice (1)

Hearing this, Dadong readily agreed, and took out a sparkling diamond ring from his pocket.

Pass it to Jiang Chunhe under the small window.

"Then give it back to you! The ring you gave me is too small, and I can't even wear it on my thick fingers."

Jiang Chunhe couldn't laugh or cry.

She gave him this ring for him to sell for money. Did he think it was worn on his finger?

She held her ring in the palm of her hand, clutching it so hard, that the lost and recovered treasure would never be given away again.

"Dadong, thank you. When you come out, I will give you a lot of money. It is your reward for taking care of me."

"I don't need it. It's useless if I ask for money. Just come here often to see me."

This is the simplicity of big winter.

Jiang Chunhe was speechless for a moment.

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On Yang Yu's side, Jiang Beiyuan asked Jiang Qingchi to arrange a job for him as a thank you for saving Jiang Chunhe.

Xu Zhengdong has made a meritorious service this time. The matter of Jiang Chunhe being trafficked has nothing to do with Xu Zhengdong, and he also put himself in danger and went to rescue Jiang Chunhe alone.

Xu Zhengdong reassured Jiang Beiyuan that he would not disturb Jiang Chunhe during this time. Jiang Beiyuan didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but let him go.

Because indeed, Jiang Chunhe has been in a bad mood recently.

Shen Chaosheng didn't see her.

Nothing.

One advance and one retreat is not an option.

Jiang Beiyuan went to see Shen Chaosheng.

Through the transparent glass, Shen Chaosheng in the detention center had a scruffy beard and long hair, hanging down to cover his eyes. Only the high nose bridge could still be seen.

Jiang Beiyuan picked up the phone in front of him, snorted, and a deep voice came through the microphone: "Playing Robinson Crusoe?"

"..."

Shen Chaosheng was silent, raised his right hand, and slowly wrote the word "Li" on the glass window.

Jiang Beiyuan frowned: "I don't agree, and Chun'er won't agree either. She didn't blame you at all, it was you who blamed yourself."

Nobody blames him.

It was he who couldn't get over this hurdle by himself.

"Xu Zhengdong is back again. You choose to back down to give Xu Zhengdong an opportunity. Chun'er hasn't recovered her memory yet, but after reading the diary you wrote, she is very touched. She remembers almost half of it. What you should do at this time is Get rid of the charges, come out quickly, and reunite with Chun'er."

"..."

Shen Chaosheng was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly, "The Jiang family is not suitable to get involved with me now."

"I didn't talk to you about the Jiang family, I was talking to you about Chun'er."

"Chun'er... I might kill her again."

A person is most afraid of having weaknesses.

Once there is a weakness, it is equivalent to a loophole, and others can attack him at any time.

Jiangbeiyuan suddenly fell silent.

As if thinking of something, he pursed his thin lips tightly, sighed after a while, and said with pain in his eyes: "Why do you insist on going the same old way as I did before? Do you know that when I look at you now, my heart How uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang. After all, Chun'er suffered a lot when she married me."

"Indeed, I knew from a long time ago that your Shen family is in chaos. I was too worried about you before, because I felt that Chun'er is not suitable for the deep water family. But—"

The conversation turned.

"I can trust you. In Ningcheng, you are the only one worthy to be my son-in-law, Jiangbeiyuan."

This sentence is the highest evaluation that Jiangbeiyuan has given Shen Chaosheng so far.

Shen Chaosheng's eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, his voice hoarse.

"I do not deserve."

"Are you denying yourself now? I have also had times when I gave up on myself. Others tried to persuade me that I couldn't figure it out. I couldn't figure it out. I couldn't get out. No one said it was useless. This kind of thing is left on you, I won't say it. Now, think about it for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Beiyuan put down the phone and got up——

"Mr. Jiang."

Shen Chaosheng stopped him again, his deep eyes flickered with a bit of cold light.

Jiangbeiyuan sat down again.

"Say."

"Can you help me investigate a person?"

"Say."

"Xia Fangfei."

"Oh?" Jiang Beiyuan stroked his chin, "Go on."

"After Ouyang Jing's death, the Xia family went bankrupt, and Xia Fangfei is now alone. She must hate me for ruining her family."

"You mean, she'll deal with you?"

"As I expected, it has been dealt with."

Shen Chaosheng said every word with a firm voice.

"I sent my second aunt to investigate. Xia Fangfei met Shen Yezhong secretly. Xia Fangfei is definitely not a useless woman. She went to Shen Yuting's funeral home before, just the second day after we left."

Jiangbeiyuan was silent for a moment.

"Shen Yuting's autopsy was said to be a suicide. Could it be that Xia Fangfei did it?"

"There is a possibility. Now that Shen Yezhong is dead, there are only two possibilities."

"what?"

"Shen Yezhong really died of cerebral hemorrhage, Shen Yezhong didn't die of cerebral hemorrhage, the latter is very likely."

Jiangbeiyuan nodded.

If the latter, then,

Shen Chaosheng was innocent.

Because Shen Chaosheng only made a dragon totem in Shen Yezhong's bedroom, which contained rosemary, the police believed that he was a deliberate murder.

As long as it is proved that Shen Yezhong did not die of hypertensive cerebral hemorrhage, Shen Chaosheng will be able to come out.

Now, this matter can only be investigated by Jiang Beiyuan for Shen Chaosheng.

……

Not long after Jiangbeiyuan left, another person came in the evening, saying he wanted to see Shen Chaosheng.

Shen Chaosheng asked the jailer in puzzlement: "Isn't there only one person to come in a day?"

"The other party's situation is special. He is the son of our chief."

Director...

Shen Chaosheng frowned slowly.

The current director of the Ningcheng Police Department is He Zhiteng.

So He Zhiteng's son is... He Yao!
He Yao was wearing a white coat. He was clean. He had just cut his hair. The bangs in front were neat and above the eyebrows. It looked like a pot cover.

He went directly to Shen Chaosheng's room, who made him the son of the director.

"Shen San, you're a little thinner, I brought you a razor."

"Thank you."

"Oh, you and I are so polite, I'm sorry." He Yao scratched his neck.

Shen Chaosheng was in no mood to tease him anymore.

"You came to me just to give me a razor?"

He Yao's face stiffened a little upon hearing this.

"Shen San, that... I'm sorry."

"Why did you say sorry to me?" Shen Chaosheng asked in puzzlement, staring at He Yao.

He Yao shook his head.

He said nothing more.

Shen Chaosheng didn't ask any more questions. From his room, he could see the moon.

The rising moon mixed with tiny stars, intertwined with light and shadow, sprinkled in along the window.

"He Yao, stars can't shine, but people can. You told me this before."

"Shen San, if you have something to say, just tell me, I can help you, and I will try my best to help you."

"I want to borrow your light for the last time. I know you dance well."

"OK."

(End of this chapter)